"The scene ends where I pick up the bridle." "Then Robert Grant Burns doesn't know.

I've seen men put on the bridle last; but it's wrong.

Lite Avery, and everybody who knows--" Muriel Gay looked at Jean with a weary impatience.

"What I have to do," she stated, "is what Burns tells me to do.

I should worry about it's being right or wrong; I'm not the producer." Jean faced her, frowning a little.